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TEST DRIVE MEME #2

TEST DRIVE MEME
Welcome to the second test drive meme for Abraxas! This meme is run a little bit differently than most in that you'll be asked to choose one of the two different arrival scenarios below for your character to take. If you have any questions about this mechanic or anything else related to the TDM, please take a look at the questions below or ask one of your own under the Questions header below. For general game questions please still use the FAQ.

Our previous TDM has some answers to relevant questions as well, and feel free to look at our Game History page! Anything on that page - including information about the Horizon and the Singularity - can be assumed to be told to newcomers after they arrive, whether they are prisoners or honored guests. For more information on Ambrose and the apprentice mages, please see our NPCs page.

Arrival

You awaken suspended in the abyss, silent darkness stretching out in all directions. If you try to yell, you'll find that the sound doesn't carry. If you try to move, you'll find it's impossible to tell whether or not you're actually getting anywhere. If you reach for an item you were carrying last time you remember being awake, your hand will only touch bare skin.

You're naked and floating helplessly through the void, and what little air you have in your lungs is running out.

There's a pinprick of light that almost looks like a faraway star but as it grows it becomes clear that it's actually quite close. Through the opening you can see a bright room, but it's hard to make out any individual objects, as if you're looking from beneath rippling water.

A hand plunges through and you realize water is just what it is. Whether you take hold of the hand or not it will grab you and yank you up through the surface, lifting you out until you're sprawled on solid ground. Once you catch your breath, you can get a better look at the surroundings: tall trees and even taller stone pillars surround the platform you're laying on. Behind you is an ornate fountain, the base of which is so deep and so dark you might be compelled to scramble away from it lest it suck you back in to that endless abyss. Ahead of you are the walls of a large castle with several tall towers reaching up towards the sky.

If you had any powers, they feel unusually weak. Attempts to use magic or enhanced strength or powers of any sort fizzle out without any effect, but they don't feel completely gone, either.

Set into an indent on a marble slab behind the fountain is a card baring the image of one of the arcana.

An apprentice mage - the one whose hand lifted you out of the fountain - brushes the water off on their robes and runs back to join a group of three others, who all stare intently at a mage with highly decorated robes and a large, heavy book. He peers up at you for a moment and starts flipping through the book.

"I beg your pardon," he says, so absorbed in the pages of the book that he doesn't bother to look up, "I am Ambrose Rhett, the High Mage of the Kingdom of Thorne. One of my apprentices will explain everything in a moment, but please refrain from yelling and thrashing about until then. You're quite alright, and screaming gives me a hell of a headache."

Regardless of your response, he keeps flipping through the heavy tome, until he stops on one specific page, stares at it for a moment, and then exclaims:

"Aha!"

Scenario One: Welcome to Thorne

Ambrose's expression brightens, eyes twinkling with delight. He waves one of the apprentices over with a fine silk tunic, pants, and some basic sandals and with a wave of his hand they reshape to fit you perfectly.

"Oh, thank heavens," he sighs, closing the book and approaching you with a sort of worn-out relief.

Now that he's not hunching over the book, he doesn't seem quite so stuffy and inapproachable. The apprentices all seem quite relieved at his jovial outburst, and the one that handed you the tunic stops to take the tarot card down from the marble slab. If you show any curiosity about the card, they'll let you take a longer look, but won't let you touch it.

"Please, come with me, you're an honored guest here," he says, motioning for you to follow him towards the castle, "As promised, my pupils will explain your current situation. And, ah - if you had any magic of your own, or other special abilities you can't access right now, fear not, they'll return within the week. The summoning takes a lot out of you."

One of the apprentices steps forward and rattles on and on about the castle, Thorne itself, the names of a bunch of royals and nobles, and of course, your reason for being here. The Kingdom and the world itself is in great peril, and tales of your exploits have reached far and wide across universes. If asked about these exploits, the apprentice will simply smile and shrug. The High Mage was happy to see you and that's good enough.

Once inside the castle you're taken to the North Wing, which has been set up as living quarters for you and your fellow newcomers. There are four people to a room, but each generously-sized bed has opaque curtains that can be drawn around it. You can meet your roommates here and discuss your shared situation (the newcomers who were summoned back in June may have a great deal of information to tell you), or you can wander around and meet the others.

There's also a dining hall stocked with a rotating 24/7 buffet in celebration of the new honored guests. Somehow, your very favorite food is part of the rotation (or at least an attempted recreation of it given the limited technology available to the Thorneans). The town surrounding the castle is all abuzz as well, with most shops and services willing to give free samples of their wares to the new arrivals.

You may also notice that your sign is embroidered on your tunic: the same image you saw on the card from before with the name of the sign itself beneath it. If you ask the castle residents, they'll tell you a little bit about your sign (and will mostly stick to the positives, although some might point out the negatives).

Last (and, if you ask anyone else in the castle, least) there is a worn stone staircase leading underground to the dungeon. You can go there, if you wish, but all powers are restricted in the dungeons and spending too much time with the prisoners will lead to some suspicion being cast upon you. If you ask anyone why the prisoners are being held there, you'll be told that they pose a potential threat to the Kingdom (and, by extension, the entire world) and are awaiting trial.

Scenario Two: Imprisoned

"Drat," Ambrose says with a frown, "And here I thought we'd worked out all the kinks this time."

The High Mage looks up from his book, wide-eyed as he stumbles back. If you look behind you, you'll notice that in the time it took Ambrose to browse his book, the tarot card hanging behind you has reversed and is now hanging upside down. An apprentice runs to snatch it from the pillar and put it back with the rest of the deck.

The apprentices seem apprehensive, but Ambrose regains his composure and resists the urge to insult their newly summoned captive. Instead, he turns to the apprentices: "Get them clothed and we'll send them to await trial."

One of the apprentices drops a baggy, rough-feeling tunic, a pair of pants, and some worn sandals in your lap and glares down at you until you put them on (if you refuse, they'll tell you they can kick you back down that well if you don't want to cooperate).

Once you're fully clothed, another apprentice clamps some heavy iron shackles around your wrists and leads you on. The High Mage is far ahead of you already, muttering some long string of Thornean curses before he stands up straight and pauses, spinning to face you.

"One more thing," he says, holding one hand in the air and chanting something under his breath, "Can't have you getting too troublesome."

If you had powers, the slight connection you still had to them slips away completely and you're left with nothing as the four apprentices drag you towards the castle. Despite your prisoner status, they will answer your questions to the best of their ability.

Once you arrive at the castle you're brought to the dungeons and thrown into a locked cell. There are four people to a cell, and two sets of bunk beds with a thin and lumpy straw mattress. If you're over six feet tall, these beds are going to be awfully uncomfortable. You might as well meet your roommates. Once per day you're dragged out to an enclosed courtyard for one hour of recreation (with some crude weights, benches, and balls lying around but not much else), where you can meet the rest of the prisoners, but you can also talk to your immediate neighbors in the cells on either side and across the hallway. Just don't yell too much or the guards will snap at you to be quiet.

Everyone in the dungeon is fed one meal a day, and for a prison meal it's decent: a bit of meat, a bun, and a salad. It would seem that the Thornean chefs take too much pride in their craft to send bad food to the dungeons. The meals are all served in equal portions, though, so the smaller prisoners may be overfed and the larger ones may be getting hungry. Feel free to fight for food or share with your cellmates.

Crudely embroidered on the back of every prison tunic is the same image that was on your card and the name of the sign beneath it. A guard may explain a bit about the sign, and will be blunt and honest but not overly negative about it.

You may be blessed with a visit from one of the more welcomed newcomers, and they may sneak you some extra food or a small book to read or they may share some of the information they've gathered. The guards will even interfere if the honored guests are being overtly cruel to the prisoners from now on.




Questions


How many slots are open?
Currently, there are only four slots open for new players. We will process activity check before opening applications, so we will have a better idea of the exact count then. Existing players can apply for a second character withour restriction.

How do I choose a scenario for my character?
Pick whichever situation appeals to you most. Whether your character is honored or imprisoned has nothing to do with their personal morality, or how highly they regard themselves and their own accomplishments. Anyone can be put into either situation.

Can I try out both scenarios?
You can! But please keep in mind that only the one you eventually choose can be game canon, if you decide to keep any of your TDM threads.

What happens if my character refuses to comply with Ambrose?
Prisoners will be dragged against their will. Honored guests will be forgiven for their moment of panic or anger if they have one, and Ambrose and the apprentice mages will try to calm them and persuade them further. If they put up too much of a fight and/or start actively attacking anyone, Ambrose will warn them once that he's willing to put them back in the well where they came from (see below), and if they continue to fight he will make good on that promise.

My character intends on causing a lot of trouble (destroying parts of the castle, murdering the castle staff, etc.), what would happen to them?
Characters who make too much trouble for the mages and other staff would be thrown back in the well (which will mean drowning in the void, not returning home). Brawling with other PCs and causing minor damage is fine and will be greeted with a cranky attitude (if they are an honored guest) or a punishment like denial of food or temporary solitary confinement (if they are a prisoner), and there will be plenty of opportunity for destruction and murder later, but for now the Thorneans have no desire to keep huge liabilities around.

I want to wildcard a prompt or use one of the prompts from the original TDM that isn't on this one (eg. the library), can I do that?
Yes!

Is the power loss for the prisoners permanent?
No, although honored guests will regain their powers first due to the lack of interference from Ambrose, the prisoners will be able to regain theirs soon enough as well.

Can the prisoners talk about anything private, or will they be overheard at all times?
There are guards patrolling the dungeon, but they aren't always within earshot. Most of the attention is being focused on the new guests, so the prisoners will have some opportunities for privacy.

The first prisoners in June were just thrown in their cells without being told they are awaiting trial. Will they be told differently now that the new prisoners are here?
Yes, all prisoners new and old will be told that the Court has shown mercy on them and they will be given a fair trial sometime in August to determine their fate.

Whether or not that's actually true - and whether they believe it, even if it is - is another story, but they will all be informed.

Can my character leave the castle?
Honored guests can leave the castle itself, but cannot leave the surrounding town.

Can my character eventually side against Thorne if I choose to make them an honored guest/can they side with Thorne if I choose to imprison them?
For this TDM, it will be easier for welcomed characters to side with Thorne and for imprisoned characters to side with one of the other two factions, so we encourage you to take a look at the factions and see where you might want your character to go.

However, that is not set in stone and if you change your mind, characters in Scenario 1 will be able to betray Thorne, and characters in Scenario 2 can work themselves into Thorne's good graces.

How much will my choice of scenario affect my character's plot later on?
This choice will affect characters throughout August, but our August event will wrap up the honored guests vs. prisoners plotline, so your character won't be imprisoned for too long. This decision - and every other major decision you make in game! - will also be used to flavor some mod surprises that will be coming down the line.

Don't get too anxious about this choice, though; this is just one choice you'll get to make in a game that has a lot of them, and every character in both scenarios can work their way towards many, many individual goals and outcomes. You're not locking yourself out of anything in the future via the choice you made on the TDM. It will primarily impact the immediate future with the far-reaching effects being up to each player.

Are TDM threads mandatory for my application?
No, you may use other samples, but we encourage you to post to the TDM and get a feel for this game and its mechanics before you join. If you do not have a TDM thread you will still need to choose one of the two scenarios on your application.

What if I haven't settled on a sign yet?
You can ignore sign-related prompts if you're undecided (or try out different signs in different threads).


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shadowsran: (5)

[personal profile] shadowsran 2021-07-21 06:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[Much as she would prefer otherwise, he raises a fair point. She thinks of the mysterious absences in the coven, the Wonders, the slow spread of information or plans of action. She believes the assessment at least in part.

In response to the question she shakes her head.]


I've never heard of it. Is it another coven? Not Cordelia's?
extremethirst: (>|)

[personal profile] extremethirst 2021-07-21 06:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Cool.

[ Nero crosses the room to the door. He pauses to throw the door open hard enough that it slams into the wall. A little property damage can be forgiven for the honored guest, right? ]

Bye, bitch.

[ The elf waves over his shoulder before he saunters out. If anyone asks what happens, he intends to take the blame for the bit of damage that he did which is more responsibility that he can say the man in the room is willing to take for anything. ]
princessvegas: (030. we are the new americana)

[personal profile] princessvegas 2021-07-21 06:18 pm (UTC)(link)
So then why'd they bring us here, if they think we're threats? What... is there somethin' I gotta do, to earn freedom?

[ This is all very overwhelming, and she doesn't like their odds against these people, who seem frighteningly powerful. Hell, the two of them live with the most powerful man that Julie can imagine, and apparently these people have not just captured but imprisoned him too. What kind of a chance do she and Lloyd have against that?

Her face betrays her lack of confidence, though she does make a weak attempt to smile back. It's not Lloyd's fault, after all. She squeezes his hand tightly. ]


All right. Just... just be fast. I don't wanna stay down here. I didn't do anything.
chainveil: (pic#13399213)

[personal profile] chainveil 2021-07-21 06:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Everything must be taken with a grain of salt, but the mentions of the Singularity had piqued her interest. Since the Mending the true Nexus of the Multiverse has been unknown...maybe this plane is it? Which would mean that this plane could also be an extremely important source of mana.

(Maybe...that would be enough not only to help speed the restoration of her powers, but also supply her with enough to stand if or when Bolas and the Watch find her.)

"Was he? And you know this how?"
neverlight: (102; ohhhh)

[personal profile] neverlight 2021-07-21 07:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He stiffens for a second — just a second — at fit to burst before turning his head slightly, like looking at her from a different angle, eyes narrowing. A smile spreads across his face, no teeth. Either he likes her or he's going to want to destroy her. Not sure yet. ]

Yeah, well, you know. When your hosts provide you with so much — [ and he takes a moment to smooth out his fine silk tunic, letting his fingers linger on the material; give a pointed look at the bag she's wearing — ] it'd be rude not to show your appreciation, wouldn't it?

[ The pink hair, the glitter; it's in stark contrast to what she's been given to wear for a prison uniform. These are just light barbs. And either way, he's the one with freedom here; he can walk away whenever he wants.

Doesn't want to, though. He looks down at her extended hand, takes it with his own. A simple handshake. ]


Brad Bakshi.

[ Apparently he's going to use prison for networking no matter what world he's in. Fits with the whole opportunist thing, at least. He withdraws his hand, folds his arms over his chest. Still smiling at her, though who's to say whether it's condescending or sincere. Maybe a bit of both. ]

You come up with any plans to get out of here, then? Or is that just a work in progress at the moment?
spawnofsatan: (47)

[personal profile] spawnofsatan 2021-07-21 08:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Really, he isn't looking for an escape yet. He'd be foolish to try something so soon, and he'd much rather let someone try and fail. He would like an explanation, though. This place is so new and vastly different from what was left of the world he came from. As far as he knows, there's really not much left to go back to, so this one will suffice for the time being.

It's probably easy to tell that Michael is still young and relatively inexperienced. His life's sole purpose was the thing that drove him, so without that purpose here, he may come off as arrogant. Kind of hard to top causing the apocalypse, right?

But it was genuine curiosity. Surely someone imprisoned here had deserved it, right? ]


I sincerely doubt they would let any of us be in possession of a map. Given that they don't know where our loyalties lie.
anemonemine: (pic#15043616)

[personal profile] anemonemine 2021-07-21 08:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"No? I've never even heard of... Eorzea?" She tilts her head, frowning at him. "Is that where you're from? I'm from Pyrrhia." You know, like a normal person.
coerthantorment: (17)

[personal profile] coerthantorment 2021-07-21 09:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hmph."

He's a bit disappointed, but it doesn't cause him to question his assumption all that much. After all, the Hyur here all seem to be the same as they were in Eorzea, even if they come from different cultures. What might dragons behave like on a different star, he wonders...? They did originally come from another star entirely, after all.

"Well, don't be surprised if you're the only one that name means anything to. Our captors have been drawing their victims from across the universe." That part is said with obvious bitterness. "I am familiar with your kind, though. Do you also use the name 'dragon'?"
anemonemine: (pic#15043618)

[personal profile] anemonemine 2021-07-21 09:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Somewhat mollified by this response, she settles back on her haunches and tucks her wings against her sides.

"Well, yeah," she says serenely (not very serenely), "But I'm trying to be polite."
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[personal profile] anemonemine 2021-07-21 09:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"Uhh, yes." Obviously? Then again, she thinks, maybe it's not that obvious... "We normally call creatures like you 'scavengers', though, and I don't think anybody here likes that." She thinks this is kind of funny. "And where I come from, they can't really... talk. They just kind of squeak to each other."
arhivista: (pic#14858208)

► THE CELLS

[personal profile] arhivista 2021-07-21 09:24 pm (UTC)(link)
After her first time visiting those in the cells Zelda had come back other times, to see who else was here, who might be willing to talk and to share information that she'd learned. Even if there was little of it so far but she wasn't giving up.

It's how she hears the woman's complaint, pausing as she passes to hover for a moment by the woman's cell before responding.

"I don't think you're the only one here that didn't have magic before being brought here."

She still doesn't know what the reason was for people being in the cells.
blackscales: Commission, Do Not Take! (9)

[personal profile] blackscales 2021-07-21 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"It would be easier if they had been more polite to you," he points out.

He's sure that sort of thing would be considered inciting rebellion in some way, stoking the flames, but dragons ought to look out for one another.

"How long have you been here?"

How long has this place been caging dragons? Inquiring minds want to know, curiosity. That's all.
coerthantorment: (102)

[personal profile] coerthantorment 2021-07-21 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Estinien raises an eyebrow. Scavengers... well, it might not be too different from Nidhogg's own conception of mankind, when it comes down to it. But that was the whole problem, wasn't it?

"They likely thought the same of you," he says, lifting his shoulders. "In my homeland, when I was a child, I fully believed dragons to be similarly mindless beasts. Our species didn't speak the same tongue, among other things."

Also, with dragons constantly trying to kill them, it was easier to think of them as just being monsters.
Edited 2021-07-21 21:36 (UTC)
arhivista: (pic#14858126)

► +2

[personal profile] arhivista 2021-07-21 09:35 pm (UTC)(link)
( she'd been about to pass the woman, having spotted someone at the banquet that she'd been meaning to find again, though that was quickly stopped when the glass was placed in front of her, the woman's words accompanying it )

I'm sorry?

( she heard it, she's just taking another moment to process it )

If you're looking for another drink they're just there.

( and she'll indicate but make zero moves to take the glass )
cryptsleeper: (Judgement by portrait)

[personal profile] cryptsleeper 2021-07-21 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Given that they sometimes let the others summoned interact with us for a few hours every so often.

[That relies on networking, and Alucard has only been so lucky because one of his father's former generals and forgemasters has a misguided sense of loyalty. Alucard absolutely only trusts the man as far as he can throw him, but dealing with Hector has allowed for library access and, more importantly, maps.

There is a very gentle shrug from the dhampir, letting the arrogance roll off him. He's dealt with worse over the past few months.]


But I can confirm that the designations for prisoner or guest is arbitrary at best. If you want theory or conjecture as to why, I'd advise speaking to someone else.
solmate: (JessieMei06394)

imprisonment

[personal profile] solmate 2021-07-21 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Like Rey, Alina too has only been privy to the power that beat underneath her skin for a short time, but its absence is felt acutely, like a wound she keeps picking at. Something she can't leave alone enough to heal. Not that imprisonment lends itself well to restful nights and filling meals, it's hard to bother with either when she knows nothing will soothe the emptiness gnawing at the back of her neck.

She can't even find the words to explain what it's like, to tell even those from her home. Not long ago she would have traded everything to be 'normal' again. Is she really allowed to mourn those abilities when they've now disappeared? Kirigan and now Ambrose are men that did what she asked for, locked a part of her away that she claimed not to want.

At night, she spends about as much time perched sleeplessly on her bunk as she does actually resting. Her eyes are soft and unfocused, watching patterns of low light from the dim lamps of the dungeons. She rolls her head to her side, peering down at one of the newer prisoners. ]


You should sleep.

[ Bold words from the girl who is also still awake. ]

No one's stolen my sandals yet if that's what you're worried about.

[ It teeters on the edge of joking and sincerity. Alina herself had taken to the habit of tucking them into her tunic each night regardless. ]
antichristsplusone: (Doing my due diligence)

[personal profile] antichristsplusone 2021-07-21 10:19 pm (UTC)(link)
He can't help but laugh a little, dry and hollow. "Oh, I'm really not sure you'd believe me. I'm, um. I'm still not fully sure I believe it myself, to be honest." He takes a quick deep breath, and sighs it out. "Suppose you could call it a, uh. 'Occupational hazard'." It's overenunciated a little, in his sarcasm. "I work at the Magnus Institute?"
petcromancer: (hands crossed)

III.

[personal profile] petcromancer 2021-07-21 10:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[Hector is down at the cells enough that apparently he's started some gossip about how often he visits a certain imprisoned dhampir. But this time, he's not looking for Alucard. He's here to see The Belmont (capital T). The source from which all other Belmonts spawned.

He's... prettier... than Hector expected. Not the face you'd think would cause terror across the Vampire courts and in the far reaches of the night world. Huh.]


So you're him.

[He stands on the opposite side of the bars, arms crossed.]
princessvegas: (025. survival of the richest)

[personal profile] princessvegas 2021-07-21 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Sure, if you trust 'em enough to not be drugging what they're givin' you.

[ After all, does it really seem beyond their hosts? They're bringing people to their world, bringing people back to life, and then throwing them in prison for no reason. What better way to keep the rest of them compliant than by drugging the food?

Not that it's really a worry she has. It's mostly just a negative thing to say in a syrupy sweet voice of faux concern. ]


Oh, I got friends upstairs. From home. One of 'em already told me that they apparently already let out some prisoners from the first batch after others vouched, so I'm just playin' the waiting game. And we got an ace up our sleeves anyway.

[ She has not yet learned that her ace has been effectively neutered, powers-wise. She doesn't question his plans, so she just assumes that he has a reason to want to continue being imprisoned. ]

Where're you from?
no_echo: (AS_73)

[personal profile] no_echo 2021-07-21 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Inej draws in a breath. Then she tilts her head very, very slightly to the side.

"That wasn't my original plan," she says. "But I also didn't know you were down here till now."

She casts a look over her shoulder. Her voice is whisper-soft when she says, "What do you know about them?"
lamentedinnocence: (nicht zufrieden mit dir)

[personal profile] lamentedinnocence 2021-07-22 12:48 am (UTC)(link)
[ The unsavory character who's made his way down to Leon's cell leaves a lot to swallow. He's never had anyone speak to him this way, creature of the night, heretic, or otherwise. Nero's crude taunting is the loudest thing in the prison, amplified even more by the gritty chamber that he's managed to shove his head into. Two days sleepless or not, Leon doubts he might ever make any sense. Hoping he can deflect the elf's interest, his face remains unwincing and still, though his eyes move up to look. ]

I don't believe you're speaking to who you think that you are. [ Polite. Refined. Crisp. Is it enough to send Nero away? ]
Edited 2021-07-22 00:50 (UTC)
extremethirst: (:\)

[personal profile] extremethirst 2021-07-22 01:02 am (UTC)(link)
Eh?

[ It as soon as the person looks at him that he realizes that it isn't One. The man's eyes are a light blue instead of a deep red. His hands slide down the bars as he droops dramatically against the cell. ]

Here I thought that your hair just got a little filthy from being locked up. [ But no, he scrutinizes a little more and see that it's a fair blond instead of a soft white. ] This is some real bullshit.

[ Nero breathes in deep before letting out a sigh. ] I got my hopes up for nothing. [ As always, the elf takes the blame for his own mistake. He lifts his hand to lightly scratch the side of his face, accidentally rubbing grime from the bars onto his face. ]

... 'ch.
lamentedinnocence: (tot zu sein ist komisch)

[personal profile] lamentedinnocence 2021-07-22 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
[ He looks from the spot he'd been staring at to Hector. He doesn't say anything to him at first.

The scenario in itself is twisted. A forgemaster centuries from his own time gazes at him through a steely cage. The original Belmont. Naturally, Leon isn't aware that he's nearly a being of myth in Hector's eyes, or in anyone else's. The promise he'd sworn to Mathias after he'd turned in his own time had been true but also impulsive.

Unfortunately, he believes Hector's just as mistaken as the rotten elf that'd come to rattle his bars days before. It's hard for him not to be a little dismissive. ]


Are you looking for somebody?

[ He passes a hand through golden hair, restless and tired of strangers. They need more sunlight in a day. The minutes pass far too slowly. ]
lamentedinnocence: (frost an einem sommertag)

[personal profile] lamentedinnocence 2021-07-22 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
[ There's been a lot of context that Leon's had to sift through, but alongside his fellow prisoners, there's been a general consensus in not knowing. A trial had been mentioned, one that should happen eventually. Theoretically, all things going well. ]

I think it's because the alchemist called Ambrose summoned us by mistake. [ Is Ambrose even an alchemist, or a sorcerer? Leon isn't great at telling one from the other, and his nose crinkles when he finds he isn't as sure as he'd like to be of the other's title. ] A trial was mentioned, but a lot of us are growing impatient. [ Himself, included. He's used to most of his day's hours being spent in sunlight. ]

If they keep us waiting much longer, I feel that others may riot once their powers return.

[ Leon hasn't fought back yet because he's weaponless and in a land that he doesn't know. He'd like to understand more about where he's been brought to before he considers trying to make an escape. He thinks that this is logistically the best thing to do, though he's itching to get out.

Alice seems trustworthy enough. Still, the guard listening in on them makes it hard for Leon to gather information from her. He's thinking of what might be good to know in planning a potential escape route. ]


How is the town outside? Is there a library?
spawnofsatan: (315)

[personal profile] spawnofsatan 2021-07-22 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ Michael hums, straightening his posture to something more relaxed. ] I thought as much.

Not Cordelia's, no. The Hawthorne School for Exceptional Young Men. A lot of unnecessary frill for a school for warlocks, but technically under the jurisdiction of the Supreme.

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